Solitude and Silence

It takes space, solitude and silence to find out what is really happening in the depths of my being, to uncover what hides in shadows and find the living things worth saying. I am beyond grateful for 24 hours of solitude and silence in the beauty of Three Rivers. I rode the song of the frogs into the darkness and found rest. My spirit floated on the current of the rushing river and found refreshing. My soul rose with the rays of the sun and found warmth. Physical connection to nature carried me into the depths of my being, warming icy and impenetrable pockets of my heart. All of this in less than 24 hours of silence in the solitude of nature. Once again I feel alive, not just at the edges of my being but in the very center where the fires of passion and peace burn together.